I
wondered if I was 3 feet or less away from God’s presence, right then. If so,
why was I not paying attention? I noticed the sparrows and chickadees flying,
chirping, and congregating on the bare branches of the trees. It was 23°F with
a wind-chill temperature of 16°F. Everything was covered in two feet of snow.
What do these birds have to sing about? I suddenly realized I had come across a
thin place…a transparent window through which I glimpsed God’s provision and
care.
Jesus
said, “Look at the birds, free
and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of
God. And you count far more to him than birds.”
(Matt. 6:26 MSG)
These
birds were singing in the middle of an Iowa winter. I doubt anyone in our
neighborhood is filling up their birdfeeders in this snowy weather. I rarely
see another soul as I go for my daily run/walk. Yet, these birds went about
their day, carefree, knowing deep in their little bird brains something I
hadn’t yet internalized: God cares for us.
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